|Me and Pat at Little Pete's restaurant in Philadelphia, PA November 2016|
On this day three years ago my Canadian Travel Buddy and I were ending our week long annual winter stay in Philadelphia.
This photo was taken at Little Pete's restaurant very early in the morning when the streets were deserted. I was up early to walk Pat to the bus station for his twenty-four hour journey back to his home in Hamilton, Ontario, Canada. Pat and I stopped for a quick breakfast. I also wanted him to experience Little Pete's restaurant, a 24 hour restaurant that I used to frequent during my bar hopping days back in the 70's.
We hadn't planned to stop at Little Pete's, Pat usually just stops at a Starbucks, but walking down those rain soaked, darkened streets on that cold November morning I saw Little Pete's and memories came flooding back over me. I asked Pat if he had time to stop. He did.
Our breakfast was as good as I remembered it as it was when I bopped into Little Pete's after the bars closed at 2 AM. However, the waitress gave me the sad news, Little Pete's was closing after many years on 17th Street in Philadelphia. See here.
This is just one instance of the adventures Pat and I always have when we get together four times a year, twice in Philly, once at Pat's hometown of Hamilton, Ontario and two weeks in California.
More adventures await us but it's always nice to be reminded of our past adventures.